"The creeps are here."
The library was now in full view for all to see.
"Why have they never changed it?"
"They say they want to stick to their traditions."
"But it looks ugly."
"I heard that it's a treasure to them."
"Their principal yanked it off some beast."
"Riiighhtt I almost forgot about that monster."
"I wish I had them."
"You're crazy."
The four hands lowered the library onto the ground then vanished.
Gerena was the last one to arrive.
All seven libraries were present. They formed a circle that surrounded the present attendees.
Its doors opened and Park got out. Gerena stood by the door.
He tried to extend his hand outside...
"That can never happen, and you know it."
A bull bellowed across from him.
He threw caution to the wind and tried it regardless.
A dark bolt struck his finger.
"See?"
"Ahem."
"..."
"..."
"If you're done with your chatter I would like to start."
"Sorry High Magus."
"You may continue."
"You may continue."
The High Magus took a short pause.
Then he began.
"Good morning, everyone. I need no further introductions for as you have heard I'm the High Magus and I've gathered you all today, the reviewing committee included, to check up on the state of the libraries present. Additional points may be awarded. That is all."
"And with those few remarks I would like to welcome a special guest to greet us."
"Trash breeds trash."
It was the lowest murmur, but Park could clearly still hear it.
And so did Gerena...
He muttered a curse under his breath.
"Hello everybody, I don't want to say much but just hope that you all learn a thing or two from your neighbors."
"Thank you."
He almost stepped out of the circle but was stopped by an old lady.
"Please tell them a little bit about yourself."
He was hesitating at first, but he finally gathered his courage.
"Here goes nothing."
he mumbled.
"..."
"My name's Mr. Wit and I'm a..."
"Is that him?"
Murmurs began.
"But I heard his class was..."
"Silence."
The High Magus spoke up.
"Trash."
The High Magus looked behind him.
"I will not repeat myself Leinharr."
The librarian mimicked himself zipping his lips.
"Please continue."
"So, as I was saying..."
The Magus interrupted.
"From the top please."
The young man readied himself once more.
"Hello once more."
"My Hero name is Mr. Wit and I'm here as a representative of the Hero council."
"..."
No one dared to make a sound.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance."
"Thank you."
He briskly stepped off the glowing circle.
"Ok then."
"With that now out of the way, we may now begin."
"All respective parties may now begin preparing their proxies."
Gerena called Park over.
"So did you finish up with everything?"
"Yep."
"And got something new too while at it."
{The sector: Forgotten Tome readily eyes its targets]
{The third chapter: Record is ready to devour]
"I'm really glad I was able to finish the quest."
"It was tough now but..."
"Pa..."
"Par..."
"Park...!"
"PARRRKKK...!!"
"Huh? What?"
"Now's not the time to stare off."
"Look!"
The field was now empty. Everyone had walked off into the first building.
"Give me those glasses!"
"And take these!"
Park was hesitant.
"Hurry!"
"I'll give them back to you when all this is over!"
Park was having his eyes wrapped up.
"Why are you giving me these?"
Gerena was finishing up a knot behind Park's head.
"You'll see."
"Now go!"
Gerena gently pushed him.
Park dashed off without any further questions.
Immediately he got in, everyone stopped to look at him.
{Undiscovered Knowledge has been identified]
{Do you wish to use the third chapter?]
{Y/N]
"Obviously"
{Y]
"Hello Mr. Park?"
{Record has now begun. The window will close shortly]
It hummed to a close.
"Greetings High Magus."
He did a bow.
The doors closed behind him.
"Took you long enough."
White energy enclosed the building within.
"Showoffs."
The rest outside unanimously said.
"So where were we?"
Park admired the vast area they were in.
He walked past the numerous floating shelves amazed by their design.
"Prideful beings."
Leinharr rumbled on about the library's history as the High Magus and his colleagues nodded along.
"They're full."
A white eye popped up from the fabric.
Park picked a book and ran his fingers over some of the pages.
"Dry Ink."
Park mumbled to himself.
Leinharr caught him.
"Please put that back little boy."
He continued.
"That book costs more than your life."
Without a word, Park did as told.
"..."
"Now if you would look right this way..."
They explored the rest of the library in its entirety.
Sometime later the tour came to an end.
{Record complete]
{The missing links have been joined]
{Additional links cannot be accessed due to unknown magics]
{A full record has been stored and is ready for understanding]
{Do you wish to understand]
{Y/N]
"I would rather store it for later."
"I chose N..."
{Y]
"Make way for the High Magus!"
{Understanding is currently in process]
{All other chapters of the Third sector will be inactive]
Park stood there in shock.
"Is there a problem young man?"
One of the Magus's colleagues asked.
"Yeah, is there a problem buddy?"
"..."
"Nothing's wrong."
"Well ok. Move on then the rest are leaving you behind."
Park was the only one left inside.
"You made that same face last time, just stared into space then..."
Leinharr cut them short.
"Hurry up. Your grime is staining my palace."
Park was pushed out of the library.
"Grub."
He stumbled back into the group which was now being welcomed into the next building.
The bull welcomed them in.
"The Mind's Arena."
"No stranger to being second place."
The bull hissed at Leinharr's proxy with fury.
"I Like what you've done with the place."
"Barbaric, dirty and uncouth."
"..."
"Just lovely."
"..."
"Three strikes."
"Floating haven has lost 50 points."
A mouth formed on the back of his palm.
"Your ear please."
"..."
"Understood?"
"All that because of fifty points?"
"I hope I won't have to warn you again."
The magus looked back at the smiling bull.
He sighed.
"Shall we continue, Rathzaar?"
"Yes, Mighty Magus."
They were walking around the library when Park saw them.
"Are those heads?"
He blurted out.
The Floating Haven's proxy wanted to say something but one look from the Magus and all of a sudden it wasn't such a great idea.
"Sorry."
"First time."
"Don't worry about it."
The bull continued.
"These are just some spoils of war."
"You good?"
Park nodded his gaze still affixed onto the mounted heads.
"We may continue."
"Let the child have his fill."
"..."
"Are you seeing this?"
The eye scanned all of them.
"Loud and clear."
"From chimeras to the bear-kinds."
"They got them all."
"Had enough yet?"
A sound bellowed from down the hallway.
"Coming."
Park joined the procession.
{The first chapter is almost halfway]
"Hah, I'm doomed."
{Emergency Quest]
{1/7]
"So doomed."
They visited the remaining libraries.
{A familiar energy resonates in the seven halls]
"Later."
"Merlin's closet has been awarded 340 points."
"A tie with Riches of a Forgotten Age."
"Again?"
"But we even went to great lengths to copy from number seven."
Reginald was caught up in his rage that he didn't even realize what he had said.
"..."
"Copy?"
The Magus wasted no time.
"Riches of a Forgotten Age has been eliminated from the competition."
He struck his cane on the ground.
Magic circles rotated around the library and Reginald's proxy.
They dissolved into white dust.
"Did you allow this?"
Park and Gerena looked at each other.
Neither of them knew what had happened.
The whole committee, the proxies and the librarians were now looking at them.
Leinharr smirked at the unfolding situation.
"If you do not provide an answer, you will be immediately disqualified from the competition."
Another colleague spoke up.
"And judging by your track record, that will not look nice."
"So, answer me."
"Did you allow this?"